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gremlinhaus[ There was a very specific reason why Essek was here at this moment.
All around him was gathered components, and within his hand he held chalk with which he was drawing the familiar pentagram that would assist in his mission. For his entire life, he had been gatekept, he came from a long line of witches, all of them female; the power passed down through matriarchal laws and blood-- from woman to woman.
However he was the black sheep, the one who had been given far more power than was comfortable for the bloodline in which it had been strictly locked up. Because of this, no female line could inherit and even right now etched into his chest was a binding spell that was unbreakable though oh, how he had tried. It had been placed there by he who he had been given in marriage to; locked until at which point a female was conceived which would then continue the line downward.
There was nothing more vengeful than a cat who had been caged, and right now Essek Thelyss was out for blood and perhaps even a healthy dose of revenge. There was that intrinsic longing for freedom to do what he wanted, not wanting to be bound by tradition to a familial coven who cared more about the line than him. He wanted to put a stop to it, perhaps even get this angry scar of a sigil on his chest removed, wanting night upon night of assault to end.
He did not care what he summoned, the only thing he wanted was for whatever power he could bid to rise to invoke retribution, to free him. Logically he knew that he would be entrusting his fate into the devil he did not know-- but at this point in time, that seemed far preferrable.
And that was how he had roped Alex into this. Someone who was well versed in the rituals if not well practiced; he could not do this alone because there was so much that could go wrong. Best to have two hands in it, even though he knew that it was not Alex's job to intervene but rather to 'watch' but he was desperate, and Alex knew how much he hated Adeen.
Desperate times called for desperate measures, and it was then that Essek finished the circle and then set his chalk down gently. ]
The circle is complete, the components are gathered.. it is time.
All around him was gathered components, and within his hand he held chalk with which he was drawing the familiar pentagram that would assist in his mission. For his entire life, he had been gatekept, he came from a long line of witches, all of them female; the power passed down through matriarchal laws and blood-- from woman to woman.
However he was the black sheep, the one who had been given far more power than was comfortable for the bloodline in which it had been strictly locked up. Because of this, no female line could inherit and even right now etched into his chest was a binding spell that was unbreakable though oh, how he had tried. It had been placed there by he who he had been given in marriage to; locked until at which point a female was conceived which would then continue the line downward.
There was nothing more vengeful than a cat who had been caged, and right now Essek Thelyss was out for blood and perhaps even a healthy dose of revenge. There was that intrinsic longing for freedom to do what he wanted, not wanting to be bound by tradition to a familial coven who cared more about the line than him. He wanted to put a stop to it, perhaps even get this angry scar of a sigil on his chest removed, wanting night upon night of assault to end.
He did not care what he summoned, the only thing he wanted was for whatever power he could bid to rise to invoke retribution, to free him. Logically he knew that he would be entrusting his fate into the devil he did not know-- but at this point in time, that seemed far preferrable.
And that was how he had roped Alex into this. Someone who was well versed in the rituals if not well practiced; he could not do this alone because there was so much that could go wrong. Best to have two hands in it, even though he knew that it was not Alex's job to intervene but rather to 'watch' but he was desperate, and Alex knew how much he hated Adeen.
Desperate times called for desperate measures, and it was then that Essek finished the circle and then set his chalk down gently. ]
The circle is complete, the components are gathered.. it is time.
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Date: 2025-02-06 04:13 am (UTC)Look, yeah, that was sexy, okay? Alex wasn't going to pretend otherwise.
His hand ran up along Henry's side, up and over his chest, to trace along his collarbone. His gaze flicks from watching his fingers as they moved over that porcelain skin, looking at Henry through a dark fringe of eyelashes.]
I mean I've been waiting for you to bring it up all night. What took you so long?
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Date: 2025-02-06 01:07 pm (UTC)You do not bring up these sorts of things until you have, as the cool kids say, lock it down.
[ Generally that was a fifth date thing? Maybe? Most people wait until much longer to form a commitment, but then Henry as a demon worked swiftly and decisively. This was exactly what this was, a swift and decisive conquest and now they were stuck with each other.
No escape, he was not going to tell Alex that there was an exit to a pact-- better to keep that totally in the dark and then pretend not knowing anything in case the War and Peace naughty roleplay got to be too much. ]
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Date: 2025-02-07 03:05 am (UTC)[Alex summoned a very serious expression, nodding at Henry thoughtfully. His hand settled against his demon's chest.]
Tell me more about what these cool kids are saying.
[Because that was utterly adorable if you asked Alex. ...he was not going to argue that they had indeed locked it down. They were bonded now, held together by pact and promise. He'd sold his soul to the prettiest face he'd ever seen, and he couldn't drum up a single ounce of regret about it.]
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Date: 2025-02-07 03:16 am (UTC)[ There was a mock look of indignation on his face, though it was only mock and then he proceeded into scold mode, which could be sexy. He allowed himself a little push of Alex, closer toward being toppled out of that bed. ] I will sic my three-headed puppy on you, Alex Claremont-Diaz.
[ That was a promise and a threat even as he threateningly started to roll his way against the side to further his cause, because you know hell hath no fury like a Prince piqued. ]
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Date: 2025-02-07 03:57 am (UTC)[Still as serious as he could manage, but brown eyes were sparkling, like bourbon catching the light. He let himself be shoved though, the laughter escaping. Why was a demon cute? How did that even work?
....oh wait hang on.]
You have a puppy? [With three heads?] That's his name? ..their names?
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Date: 2025-02-07 04:10 am (UTC)[ He does not believe this but those cute brown eyes much like a puppy managed to hold him enraptured and then he slowly moves closer so that he could peer into those eyes; they were like chocolate, like dark agate, and yes even bourbon and he could've drowned in their warmth.
For a moment, he forgot that there was a question being asked of him. ]
Their names are Ziggy, Jareth and David.
[ Let's see if Alex could connect the dots between all of them. ]
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Date: 2025-02-07 04:44 am (UTC)[A smile stretched over his lips, wide and utterly unapologetic. He was a brat, Henry, and as he was growing more and more comfortable in his demon's presence, more of that was coming to the surface.
He was distracted from quipping any further to blink at the demon.]
...
[He narrowed his eyes.] Are you a Bowie fan?
[Full of surprises this Henry.]
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Date: 2025-02-07 01:59 pm (UTC)Be prepared to have your mind blown. ]
Who do you think the King of the Hells is, Alex?
[ Well that was just lobbed out there for all and sundry to hear, but mainly for Alex to hear. ] Do you even thing that someone such as him could possess mere mortal powers?
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Date: 2025-02-08 01:21 am (UTC)[A pause and a moment as he stared at Henry as if he could puzzle out if he was being messed with by the demon. But he wasn't getting that vibe.]
...okay, no yeah, that makes sense actually. So that's pretty fucking cool.
[Except well, that brought up another question, now didn't it?] Did you seriously name your puppy after your boss?
[Henry you nerd. Alex was just beaming at him through all of this.]
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Date: 2025-02-08 03:11 am (UTC)[ And then he moves to cuddle right up against Alex, a sparkle to his eyes that seemed to linger like star just beneath the surface. ] But it is true, there are often times that demons grow bored and head to earth to wander, enjoying a taste of mortality, I did that during the Elizabethan Era.
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Date: 2025-02-08 04:41 am (UTC)[Was he this demon's latest distraction? Something he was enjoying a taste of? Alex supposed that wasn't so bad, if that what this was. He would just do his best to keep Henry's interest as long as he could manage.]
How long has it been since you've poked your head up here then?
[Because Alex could show him a good time, if he wanted. A whole new world, so to speak.]
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Date: 2025-02-08 04:57 am (UTC)Perhaps the late 90s was when I came up from the hells last?
[ He certainly had not made a habit, he had remembered the literature from another time-- the music as well and he allowed that to inform him. But conversely he had not seen things like Star Wars or Lord of the Rings (though he'd read the books, because of course he had) ]
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Date: 2025-02-08 05:17 am (UTC)[Alex's eyebrows lift slowly. The 90s. Wow. Ancient history at this point. But that was fine. He'd teach Henry all about texting and emojis and the world wide webs and all.
He smiled though, hand running up and down along Henry's arm.]
You've got to let me show you around. I'll even take you dancing. [To the club, Henry. It'll be great. Let him take you out on a date?]
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Date: 2025-02-08 02:53 pm (UTC)That was mainly because years were seconds and decades but minutes. ]
Dancing, hmmm? Considering how dancing changes from year to year, I am wondering what this exactly entails.
[ Please show him how to modern dance, it will be fine-- humorous even. ]
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Date: 2025-02-08 05:00 pm (UTC)Better to show than tell. What do you way?
[Dancing? Night on the town? A little good old fashioned debauchery? Alex thought it would be a good time.]
Go out with me?
[There. Officially asking his demon out on a date, with a weird flurry of butterflies settled in his stomach. Was it weird to be shy asking someone out when that someone had just fucked you within an inch of your life?]
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Date: 2025-02-09 02:36 am (UTC)He just could not possibly tell Alex that yet. ]
Ah~ I suppose I could go out with you. [ It would be his first time going out in a while and well he knew that Alex was perhaps quite used to this sort of lifestyle. ] There may be a bit of awkwardness on my part however, as I have not had this opportunity in quite some time.
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Date: 2025-02-09 03:22 am (UTC)[Alex, extrovert that he was, was in his element in the midst of a maze of bodies and a pulsing bass beat, a drink in hand, the lights low. He'd be happy to help Henry learn the new way of the social scene.
His finger drew a slow and deliberate heart right against Henry's chest, like he was placing an invisible label on what lay beneath.]
It'll be fun.
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Date: 2025-02-09 03:39 am (UTC)If you say so, though you are more versed in this so I am sure that it will be fine.
[ Despite his reservations, but that only stemmed from likely knowing he would be a fish out of water. ]
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Date: 2025-02-09 04:07 am (UTC)[He would show Henry a good time or die trying. He was determined, and once Alex Claremont-Diaz set his sights on something, he would manage it. Quitting was never really in his repertoire of tricks.
Leaning in, he caught Henry's lips with his own.]
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Date: 2025-02-09 04:24 am (UTC)Please hunt him down, Henry needed someone who would follow him to the end of the world, to the hells.. because Henry would absolutely do the same to Alex. And anyone who hurt his meow meow-- there would be absolute damnation to pay. ]
I trust you-- and cherish it because trust within the hells is rare.
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Date: 2025-02-09 05:02 am (UTC)The words of trust struck straight through him, and he set a hand against Henry's cheek.]
I trust you too.
[He caught Henry's lower lip between his own.]
I... could really get used to kissing you. I think I'd like to.
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Date: 2025-02-09 05:29 am (UTC)Because each little mote made him fall deeper and deeper in love.
Though he was not immune to the teeth to his lower lip, that was actually quite sexy. ] I rather like kissing you too, so I shall have to do it often and thoroughly.
[ Another kiss, this one a little firmer.. because their lips were in proximity. ]
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Date: 2025-02-09 05:46 am (UTC)[Shall. Adorable. Why was a demon so cute? And how the hell was someone so cute so sexy? It really was a problem, or would be if Henry weren't kissing him again. That had a way of making anything like problems evaporate entirely.
It was distracting. Extremely distracting, and Alex vaguely realized that they probably ought to eventually move out of this magically conjured bed, but that sounded like so much effort right now.]
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Date: 2025-02-09 05:53 am (UTC)I feel like-- [ in between kisses ] You are patronizing me again, but since you are such a stellar kisser, I suppose I shall overlook that.
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Date: 2025-02-09 05:57 am (UTC)[And straight back into the kissing.] Like...
[His fingers slid into Henry's hair as he lingered against his lips.] Ridiculously cute.
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